Thirty years ago on July 31st, I returned to Seattle after spending five years in Tokyo. This last weekend, I made a mix to mark the occasion. Continue reading
Morrissey
When the death of the empire goes unremarked upon, there’s always room for Jell-O® (a poem)
This is what happens when I think of a great line or two while I am out and about, but it takes me too long to get home and/or I do other stuff in the meantime…
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 